Please don't leave my speech.

Sometimes, standing on tall and straight buildings and looking at the brightly lit streets in the distance, just like the wind blowing leaves, I always have a feeling of wandering in my heart.

Suddenly, walking in the street will understand.

No matter how calm the sea is, there will be many waves. It is not that the sea is not wide enough, but it is also in hot water. No matter how dense the forest is, I am afraid there will be many fireworks. Either the deep forest is too quiet, or it is too close for too long. A little spark will ignite each other.

We are all beginning to understand.

The person who accompanied us to indulge in the bustling smoke and dust, the person who laughed and laughed on the path where maple leaves fell, gradually left us.

Sometimes I wonder why when we make a mistake, we can't admit it frankly, but we keep making excuses and picking holes with our far-fetched reasons. Is it because we are stubborn and stubborn in character, or because we are used to such a heartless character, so we enjoy the feeling of loneliness?

Think about it and you will understand.

The feelings between friends can be laughter, confusion, crying and loneliness together. We pretend to be harmless and constantly comfort each other's vulnerability, but we can't stand the injustice of others. That little misunderstanding is fatal enough, and you can only move on when you get to the cliff.

I heard that a friend is a glass of water. Some people can taste the fire of liquor, just like the sunrise in youth, which warms our growth. Some people can taste the bitterness and green of coffee and recall their youth. Some people can.

Taste the sweetness of fragrant tea and smile without blaming those imperfections.

There are many words about the distance between friends. Most of them mean "if you are too close, you will be tired; if you are too far away, you will be strange. Don't come near me, and please don't leave me". Experienced a lot of troubles and trivial things, but also feel the same way. Friends really can't get too close, because once one person accidentally hurts another person, the outcome is unimaginable.

That kind of distant distance is also inappropriate. We walk in the world, contact and communicate with different friends, and gain friendship. Some friends are far away from us, and we are constantly looking for a safe distance.

Sometimes, we don't know how to cherish it, thinking that we still have a chance to get closer. Maybe others will forgive our mistakes, so we dare not disturb this poor silence, for fear of becoming the most familiar stranger when we open our mouths.

Strangers, people you don't know, hurt when you say it. I don't want to mention that man is a stranger in front of others. I don't know that man, and I dare not say that I once knew that man. Others asked weakly, what are you looking at? I opened my mouth and said I felt cold. I seem to know the man in front.

A "like", lonely and helpless, sad and frustrated.

Life may be like this. It can't see too much mutual appreciation, nor can it see too much of you and me. We have watched too much Where Are You Going, and we dare not pull out the thorn that has been buried in our hearts for a long time, not because we are afraid of how painful it is, but because we are afraid that we will be numb and stop hurting.

I lay quietly in bed, listening to the sound of tapping the keyboard next to me, flowing into my ears like a note, listening to the song played by my mobile phone, and I couldn't tell what kind of melody it was. I don't know whose voice is echoing, playing slowly, and I don't want to say it.

We have all made mistakes, but none of us young want to take a step back. Everyone thinks that we stand at the highest point of truth, just like standing on the highest mountain. Even if you bow your head, it is a humble charity to others. When others look up and see that you are still so arrogant, you think that you have given up and you have compromised. Do you see the height under your feet is different?

That's what I do. I don't want to bow, even if I bow, I won't give up. Although I didn't stand on the last peak, I was struggling in the lowest basin, but I just didn't want to give up, that's all.

When we wronged our friends, we realized how wrong it was to make mistakes. When we miss the past and think of the judgment in our present values, we will also feel how wrong we were. When we look back, there are still many gaps. We call this gap a fault.

Even before, even now, mistakes can be avoided when there is early warning, and the same mistakes can be repeated when there is no early warning. We attach too much importance to life, we can't be a little unconventional, but we take life too lightly, so that we get caught up in it again and again, forget what is right, and just do what we want.

Anyway, just admit it, just tell the truth, and talk about it later.